"How could it be that you broke my illusions at your own risk?"

"Why didn't you stop him when he attacked me just now?"

Tang Fan snorted coldly and had no intention of stopping.

"No matter how strong your bloodline is, your cultivation is still too weak!"

Ouyang Hong made a finger, and the void rippled, and a bloody wind blew up invisibly. The wind was strong, spinning towards Tang Fan.

Tang Fan's expression changed, and he immediately felt that his cultivation was unstable, and all the blood in his body was being pulled by the wind. If it weren't for his strong bloodline, he would have been sucked in by the wind.

"That's right..."

"You can't kill people in front of the master!"

Tang Fan had already been calculating in his mind and was not surprised at all by Ouyang Hong's move.

As soon as his mind moved, the formation immediately flew up and rushed towards the bloody tornado.

And with a thought, he immediately turned into a bloody figure and rushed straight towards Ouyang Hong.

"This kid is desperate for his life, and he dares to attack the headmaster!"

"This idiot is really a madman!"

"However, with his cultivation level, as long as he can resist one move from the master, he will be proud of himself!"

While everyone was talking, Tang Fan controlled the formation and collided with the bloody tornado!

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound was overwhelming, the blood energy swept across the sky, and powerful fluctuations filled the surrounding area, causing the gravel and dust previously exploded to fly up again, floating all over the sky.

Everyone in the Blood Saint Sect quickly spread out their cultivation skills to protect themselves from being hurt by the gravel.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

Ouyang Hong looked at the looming bloody figure in the blood and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Of course he understood that Tang Fan would not really kill Li Xingjun.

What he had done before was just to force himself to take action and gain some face.

But if you attack so violently, why don't I, the head coach, lose face?

Let me teach you a lesson so that you won’t look down on the Blood Saint Sect in the future!

Ouyang Hong made up her mind and immediately slapped the bloody figure with her palm!

"boom!"

The previously dispersed blood energy merged together again and turned into a bloody handprint, which he slapped hard.

Ouyang Hong's palm is very measured and looks very strong, but it is not fatal.

He believed that with Tang Fan's combat prowess, he would only be slightly injured at most.

However, the bloody figure did not dodge, and just waited obediently for the bloody handprint to be photographed.

"Huh? That's not quite right..."

Ouyang Hong frowned, but by the time he discovered the problem, it was already too late!

"boom!"

The bloody handprint made a solid mark, and the bloody figure immediately collapsed and turned into a ball of blood, dissipating with the wind.

Tang Fan disappeared!

"No...this is an illusion, I've fallen into a trap!"

Ouyang Hong immediately spread out his cultivation and swept away the blood in front of him. Only then did he realize that the bloody figure rushing towards him just now was just an illusion.

And the real Tang Fan, with the help of the previous blood energy, had landed on top of Li Xingjun's head at some point.

And above his head, hung a flying sword that looked like a swimming dragon!

"Tang Fan!"

Ouyang Hong was shocked and rushed over quickly, but it was still too late.

He could only watch helplessly as the flying sword slashed off Li Xingjun's head.

"laugh!"

"You have insulted me many times before, how could you just let it go?"

Tang Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword turned into a red light, with a devastating power, rolling in flames, and swept past Li Xingjun's right shoulder!

"you!"

Li Xingjun was crushed by the formation before and had already been injured, so he had no ability to fight back.

"ah!"

With a scream, everyone saw Li Xingjun's right arm flying into the air, then exploding with a "bang" and turning into a ball of blood mist, which dispersed in the wind.

Li Xingjun's cultivation was unstable and he immediately fell down the cliff.

"Elder Li!"

A figure in white immediately flew over, picked him up and landed in front of the mountain gate. It was Wu Dan.

Wu Dan pinched Li Xingjun's body a few times to stabilize his injuries, then looked up at Tang Fan, shook his head and said, "You're a bit harsh..."

"This is the price he pays for provoking me!"

Tang Fan clasped his hands on his chest and spoke coldly.

The Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword flew back and hung steadily above his head, still releasing its bloodthirsty desire.

However, in Tang Fan's heart, he couldn't help but take a high look at Wu Dangao.

The fact that this person could fly out to rescue Li Xingjun at this time, instead of laughing like the others, is enough to show that his character is better than the others.

And this is exactly Wu Thant’s character.

He is so popular in the Blood Saint Sect, not only because he is good at soul refining, but also because he never hurts anyone and is also willing to help others.

"Why bother, he can't beat you anyway."

Wu Dan sighed and shook his head.

"Well……"

When Li Xingjun heard this, he was so angry that he vomited out another mouthful of blood.

Tang Fan looked at Wu Dan blankly, speechless.

He suddenly thought that it would be fun to introduce the boy in front of him to Jiang Liutritium...

"His injury is too serious, can you lend me an elixir?"

Wu Dan asked sincerely.

"Ha ha……"

Tang Fan couldn't help laughing, he raised his hand and clapped it, and a pill flew out of the pill bottle.

Wu Dan took hold of it and said with a smile: "Remember, it's me who owes you, not him."

After Wu Dan finished speaking, he stuffed the elixir into Li Xingjun's mouth and whispered: "Elder Li, take good care of yourself. If your arm is gone, it's gone. Anyway, you still have one..."

"Well……"

This time, Li Xingjun simply pretended to be dead.

Seeing that Li Xingjun was fine, Wu Dan looked at Tang Fan again and said, "When you broke into the battle before, you also destroyed a furnace of my soul elixir. This elixir should be regarded as compensation. In this way, I don't owe you anything.

.”

After Wu Dan finished speaking, he handed Li Xingjun to the other disciples around him and flew into the mountain gate, walking very neatly.

"This kid..."

Tang Fan stared at his back in astonishment, and then turned around. He had already felt the powerful aura behind him.

Ouyang Hong's face was as dark as water, and he looked at Tang Fan coldly. Even he was a little confused by Wu Dan's series of operations.

He was filled with anger and was about to question Tang Fan, but when he saw Tang Fan throwing pills to heal Li Xingjun's injuries, he didn't know how to speak.

Although Wu Dan borrowed this elixir, Tang Fan still lent it out even though he knew it was for Li Xingjun to take. This already explains the problem.

I hurt you because I want to save face;

And when I heal your wounds, I am giving you the Blood Saint Sect’s face.

Right now, Ouyang Hong can completely represent the Blood Saint Sect!

These young people are not simple!

Ouyang Hong sighed inwardly, naturally understanding that this incident seemed unexpected, but Wu Dan's actions eased the conflict, and Tang Fan also took advantage of the situation and gave him a favor.

They are not fuel-efficient lamps!
To be continued...